Chapter 503
As the crown prince, it is normal for Zhu Yan to have guards by his side, but no one knows that even the imperial guards are nothing more than fakes. Generally fragile.
"I just want to ask you, you came to kill me today, do my three uncles know?" He clenched his hands in his sleeves tightly, and his palms were wet with sweat.
Jiang Cheng snorted coldly: "What do you think? You have never been to the Jiang family. With so many masters, do you think I, Jiang Cheng, can mobilize them all by myself?"
Sure enough, they really want to abandon the years of family affection, is this Yuhuan really more important than their years of love?
Seeing Zhu Yan's painful expression, Jiang Cheng felt happy and said with a smile: "The so-called family affection you value is worthless in our eyes. If you are sensible, hand over your things quickly, and I will protect your whole body."
Zhu Yan sneered: "Then let's try and see who can have the last laugh!"
Many figures flitted out of the forest, and under the radiance of the cold moon, the sword light shone with a cold light, carrying a strong murderous aura, startling the birds in the forest.
From behind Zhu Yan, the Eighteenth Blood Fiend leaped into the sky, and that sword glow instantly shrouded all opponents in the shadow of death, making it hard to breathe.
Jiang Cheng is an old Jianghu, once the Eighteenth Blood Demon made a move, he knew what the ending of today would be.
It was because he was too careless. He had already heard about it. He had heard that Zhu Yan was accompanied by a group of mysterious guards, eighteen riders, and superb martial arts. He never took this matter to heart. It's just an exaggeration of Prince Yan's image.
But today, he realized that he had made a big mistake. Although the master he brought was formidable, he was by no means an opponent of Eighteen Blood Fiends.
When under the sword of Eighteen Blood Demons, the bloody head splashed wantonly, Jiang Cheng's face was pale, and his body kept retreating, trying to seek a chance to escape from death.
Zhu Yan's figure had already flied to Jiang Cheng's side at some point. The panicked Jiang Cheng was the opponent of Zhu Yan, the god of war, but Zhu Yan captured him with three moves. Zhu Yan stepped on him on the muddy ground. It's ridiculous to look at this face that was still arrogant just now, but now it is terrified!
"Don't worry, I won't kill you, I'll leave your dog's life behind, and report a letter for me."
When Jiang Cheng heard that he didn't have to die, his trembling heart finally eased a little: "Report, what letter should you report? Tell me, tell me!"
As the prince of a country, Zhu Yan is also the commander-in-chief of a general. He couldn't see such a cowardly, cowardly, cowardly and fearful person. He stepped on his head and feet with even more force, until he heard Jiang Cheng's painful begging for mercy. , Only then was he relieved, and said in a cold voice: "Go back and tell the three uncles that the thing was given to me by my grandmother, and I will never hand it over. This time I don't have to argue with them, but if there is another time, Don't blame me for not remembering old love!"
Jiang Cheng hurriedly responded: "Okay, okay, I will definitely bring this, I will definitely bring it."
Then Zhu Yan withdrew his foot, saw that Jiang Cheng was really hateful, so he kicked him a few times with his toes, and "coincidentally" kicked Jiang Cheng's big acupoints all over his body, causing him pain for a while Difficult, howling again and again.
"get out!"
As soon as Zhu Yan spoke, the few remaining survivors hurried forward to help Jiang Cheng up and fled.
The noisy forest returned to calm again, and the chaotic footsteps gradually disappeared, and Xia Yuanhao walked out of the tent.
"Brother Zimo, are you okay!" Yuan Hao trotted over, his face full of panic.